This parasitism of Source Heart Meat Iron is transforming a vibrant life into cold metal at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Cheng... Cheng..." Luokuke strained to utter two words, and before he finished speaking, dark red "tears" suddenly seeped from the corners of his eyes.
Those weren't tears; they were liquid beads formed by condensed iron fluid, sliding down with the rust, leaving two dark tracks on his cheeks.
He didn't die on the battlefield of containing the infection source, nor in the crisis of confronting the Immortal Objects.
But had to watch helplessly as his life marched step by step towards destruction in this waiting interval.
"Can you hold on?" Cheng Ye shook his head vigorously, suppressing the shock and bitterness in his heart, gritted his teeth and walked over, reaching out to support Luokuke.
All he felt was cold, the sensation of iron, like trying to hold up a heavy block of iron.
